[OOC] Circus of Hunters

[Aleranicus]

@Majoras End Interesting. I’ll tentatively say yes, depending on how you want to work them in.

[Tenslashsix]

Naturally the GM rules all but I am alright with the idea that a select few daemon or half breeds are aligned with the circus.

[FancyHats]

Had a little bit of time to tinker with a CS, changes probable, and still need to decide on a compulsion, as well find an image.

Still, it's a start... :D

Toby

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Toby

Looking for an image...standby.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring.
— J. R. R. Tolkien

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A True Name

Theresa Howell

A Stage Name

The Brilliant Blue Blaze

The Date One Joined the Circus

June 20th, 1837

Act

Toby is an accomplished fire performer and regales the crowds that make their way to the circus with breathtaking displays involving the manipulation of fire. Chiefly, her acts center on object manipulation, using props designed to be lit on fire. She has also taken time to master the so-called 'fakir' skills; fire breathing, fire eating, and body burning.

Mystical Power

As part of her contract with the Ringmaster, Toby has been gifted with the ability to create and control fire.

Compulsion

Still thinking about this.

Why One Joined the Circus.

"Why did you join this circus, Toby?" Chloe asked, shivering from the cold despite the thick winter jacket that she wore.

"I was cold, I needed some warmth in my life," Toby replied, summoning a small flame that danced in the palm of her hand before fading into the darkness of the night.

"Oh, come on, Toby, tell me...I promise, I won't tell the others. It'll be our secret!"

The laughter that followed filled Chloe with a sudden warmth and for a moment she almost forgot they were trudging through a forest in the middle of a blizzard. Not that one could tell by looking at the Toby, she still hadn't put on so much as a sweater, and her skirt was far too short for a cold winter night.

"I suppose this once, I'll make an exception, just for you, Chloe," Toby finally replied, with a mischievous wink.

"Yay! So how'd you end up here!?"

"I found him, the Ringmaster that is, I sought him out, he had something I needed."

"What? Money? Power? Beauty!?" the young girl asked, excitedly rattling off a long list of potential boons.

Toby laughed again, patting Chloe affectionately on the head, "No, nothing so vulgar or vain."

"Then what did he give you?"

"Answers, Chloe, he gave me answers."

A Biography

"What do you know about her, Perigot?"

"Why, my dear Allan, whomever do you mean?"

"Toby."

"Ah, Madame Toby, but of course. You've taken a liking to her haven't you, you rascal? I can see the fire in your eyes! Passion can a dangerous thing, Allan."

"N-no...I-I was just curious! Why do you always have to be so difficult Perigot? Just tell me what you know, please?"

"Not much more than you, my friend," Perigot replied with a small chuckle. "You know how she is. She cultivates an air of mystery about her person, as your Dickens would say. She tells a different story every time she is asked about her past."

"Yes, but surely you've heard something, Perigot...you've been here almost as long as she has, haven't you?"

"Oui, I have, but that only means I've heard more of her stories than you have, Allan."

"Sure, but-"

"Ah, Allan, brave, foolish Allan," Perigot began, wrapping an arm gently around the youth's shoulder. "A word of advice to you, my young friend, drop the matter before you are burned."

A Connection

Will add as soon as there are other player characters.

The Audition

Monsieur Auguste Perigot was impressed, very impressed. Not for the same reason as the villagers that surrounded him, of course not, but nonetheless he was feeling positively inspired.

Indeed, he had taken the liberty of examining the props that the woman was using before the show had started and he had not detected the presence of any chemicals that could act as accelerating agents.

He was curious as to how she had done it. Managing to light a bonfire without so much as a piece of tinder was no small feet. A slight of hand seemed the most likely explanation, but Perigot secretly hoped for a more fascinating explanation.

Caught in his thoughts, Perigot almost missed the young woman softly, almost lovingly, retrieving an ember from the heart of the burgeoning blaze. He marveled at her self-control, even with the proper protective salves, which he assumed she must have applied to her skin, it would have been a most painful action. She let the ember roll slowly over her arms and across her shoulders as she danced gracefully across the open space in the center of the circus ring. Finally, bending her neck and rolling her head slowly, she let the ember dance through her hair, before snuffing it out with a quick touch of her hand.

With a playful bow, she turned to face the audience, approaching the fire in the center of the ring as if approaching a dance partner, bowing low, before jumping into the flame without so much as a moment of hesitation.

Shouts of surprise and horror filled the circus tent as the woman vanished into the fearsome inferno that seemed to be reaching for the very ceiling.

"Ladies and gentleman! Fear not! All is going according to plan!" the ringmaster calmly said and it was only his powerful voice that that kept the panicking audience in their seats.

Minutes, long minutes passed before the woman emerged from the brilliant blaze. Unscathed and untouched by the fire, she was merely covered in a bit of ash. However, Perigot could not help but notice that she was distinctly unclothed. The elegant dress she had worn had fared far worse and appeared to be the sole victim of the fire.

Smiling broadly to the still shocked audience the woman bowed as a stagehand came dashing out with a cloak that he wrapped around her, restoring some sense of modesty to the performer. A gasp of collective wonder escaped from the crowd, followed by loud cheers, then applause, and even Perigot could not help but be amazed at what he had just witnessed.

Leaving his seat, Perigot idly wondered how he could convince the performer to tell him the nature of her act. He had to know...

[Tenslashsix]

@FancyHats Can you post it in the character tab also so we don't lose track. Awesome audition.

[Tenslashsix]

I am a little iffy on my compulsion/price of the contract might change it up. If anyone has ideas toss them my way.

[The1Rolling1Boy]

My character is up in the CHAR. it's what i got so far and i'm kinda stuck so imma turn it in now

[Aleranicus]

@The1Rolling1Boy took quick look. Liking so far. Will give feedback tonight if can. Still on clock :-(

[Aleranicus]

@FancyHats I'll ask you to complete the missing bits, and then will formally accept. I liked the audition quite a bit!

@The1Rolling1Boy I will humbly ask for another draft, if you're willing? The core of what is there is excellent- I do like it. But I find it's a bit more tell than show, if that makes sense? The audition is where I'm putting the most weight on accepting/rejecting characters, so please feel free to take your time to fluff it out a bit? Thank you so much for all the work you've done so far!

[VerusEbullio]

I'm interested, do I just post my character sheet in the Character section and wait to be approved?

[Majoraa]

@Aleranicus

Can i be the devil's advocate? Just need to nit-pic at some stuff. Other than that, the CS seems fine!

- In the CS, most sentences tend to run-on.

- "The ring man"?

- How did they get caught up in a riot?

- where did the roasted apple scent come from? Or how that ties into their audition?

[Aleranicus]

@VerusEbullio Feel free to Post here and if I give a tentative thumbs up, can move to Character Page.

@Majoras End Thanks, I'm dead tired and still have two more shifts today -_-. As long as things are kept positive and civil, I'm happy to have a devil's advocate.

@All: for those of you struggling with Compulsions, please see below for some examples:

You must never change your course of action due to fear.

You must always show mercy to your enemies and may never hold a grudge against those that act against you.

You must never tell a lie, mistruth, or obscure the truth.

You must always o er aid to those in need— friends, strangers—no matter how desperate the situation.

You must do all things in moderation and if you ever overindulge yourself, you lose your gifts.

[Tenslashsix]

Posted some character images. Using the count from Gankutsuou.

[VerusEbullio]

Aurelia Lunel

Aurelia Lunel

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"Everyone is a moon,
and has a dark side,
to which they never show anyone"
-Mark Twain

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Birth Name
Aurelia (Rel) Lunel

Stage Name
Aura La Luna

In Service To The Circus Since
August 14, 1758

Her Act
Rel is a daring tightrope walker. Without the use of a net she walks the wire pathway from one side of the big top to the next. Of course, what the audience doesn't realize is that she has a handicap. With gravity pinpoint and minor telekinesis that is no way from her to fall.

Compulsion
She cannot have a verbal conversation with people outside of the circus. She can greet and give verbal acknowledgement of civilians but cannot carry on any kind of conversation with them.

Reason She Joined the Circus.
As Rel aged she realized that she had a affiliation for telekinesis. Able to move small objects such as cups and jewelry, she made her life a little easier entering into a new marriage at a young age; common for the time. Unfortunately, not everyone shared her indifference to her power. Upon seeing his new wife make a cup fly off the table and into her hand while washing dishes, he sold her out and she was believed to be a daemon impersonating the real Aurelia Lunel. On the run as an outcast Rel ran into The Ringleader, she told him that she wished for a way out, and he granted it.

Biography
Aurelia came from a small farming family. She spent her days cleaning up after animals, and tending to the fields. Being the only child to her parents, Rel was given to marriage as soon as she became of age. What no one realized was that she could move things with her mind, and they didn't like it. The young lady's quiet, simple, life became harsh. She was forced out of her home after her husband called her a daemon and tried to kill her. Running home to her parents didn't give her peace either as they had heard of her powers and cast her away as well.

She ran into the forest, away from people. Rel was alone for so long, running and stealing and fighting to stay alive. The young woman was on her way to a new town when she had run into The Ringleader and they signed their deal.

Her Connection
Rel enjoys deep conversation, thus when she takes an interest in a particular individual she wants to know about their lives. Most of the time, it's the newest member. Octus is one of her focuses. The woman initiates conversation with the man, and his curiosity makes the best conversations sometimes.

Audition
In the darkness a deep voice echoed through the big top, announcing Aura La Luna. Her name gave me nothing to go off of in terms of what she could do, however my eyes quickly lit up as the spot light hit the far right corner of the tent. A petite woman with mid length, brown hair stood atop a small platform a mid thigh light colored dress with tights underneath. She smiled and gave a full arm wave towards the crowd before stepping on what at first looked like nothing at all. My stomach jumped into my throat as the realization that she was walking on something that seemed too small for my eyes to see. How could someone, never mind a woman, appear to almost walk on air. My mouth and eyes opening limply as she wobbled around the half way point. People around me were silent, all waited to see the woman fall to her death. Entranced by the sight, we stood as one unit as Aura La Luna reached the other side to cheer, however, it wasn't over.

Pulling off a sash from around her waist, the performer tied it around her eyes. Many around me started to chatter about what she was up to, but I didn't take my eyes off the woman. Without hesitation Aura La Luna stepped backwards and began her journey back to the first platform. Seeing her starting to wobble again I stood, my whole body needed to watch her. Before I could take a ragged breath in she slipped. My throat tightened and I couldn't breathe, only watch as the tightrope walker leaned too far sideways threatening to fall. Within the next moment the girl had swung herself around the wire and regained balance, now facing forward; continuing until she reached the platform, no longer wobbling as her feet step back onto the wood of the platform. I hear a roar from the crowd, and I can't decide who is louder, me or everyone else. She reties the sash around her waist as a cloth swings by, and the woman grasps it, using it to get to ground and walking to center stage to give two full arm waves and a bow before the lights go out again. The weight is lifted off my chest, my throat loosens giving me air again, my stomach returns to its place in my body as I release my excitement, and take my place again awaiting the next act.

Credit for my picture goes to Claparo-Sans of DeviantArt

[VerusEbullio]

@Tenslashsix I hope it's alright, I used Octus as my connection/interaction. If not let me know and I can change it. :)

[Tenslashsix]

Feel free. I need to get my character sheet finished. I am about to change my compulsion the stuff I have posted was more of a rough draft.

[VerusEbullio]

Alright I'll keep my eye open and change accordingly

[The1Rolling1Boy]

@Aleranicus
Thank you! That was just my first shot during a writer's block so give me a bit so i can work on the audition.

[Cherrywitch]

Hider

Jessica Belle Adams

Jezzabell, the lion tamer



A member since around three years ago, contracted on December 31st 2014

Jessica is a pale girl, standing at a petite 5’3” with a slender body and a large chest. She has her blonde hair cut into a straight bob with bangs to frame her soft face. Jezz often wears heavy stage makeup, including rosy cheeks and thick eyeliner to make her wide bright green eyes even more noticeable. Without makeup, her face still has a naturally pinkish tint to her cheeks and lips, with a small narrow nose and chin. When not in her stage outfit (see above), she often wears a long sleeve flowy white off shoulder shirt and jean shorts with knee high black boots.

~The Act~
As her stage name suggests, Jessica or “Jezz” is a lion tamer.
Her main power is the ability to converse with and manipulate animals, especially felines. Much like a siren, she can convince most animals to fight for her. Currently the animals of the circus are under her manipulation, but the one who is most loyal is her lion, Apollo.
Jezza also bears a golden whip. The whip will strike fire wherever the end touches. The whip is immune to physical attacks, and can only be damaged by magic or magically infused weapons such as itself.
Jezza’s compulsion she has sworn to is to never fall in love. She must avoid all relationships, even friendships with males is something she strays away from.

~Biography~
Jessica came from a fairly well-off family who restricted themselves to the mountains. She had no friends when she was little, her mother was always in the mirror and her father was always on business trips. The only one who she could talk to was her older brother, James.
James was the only parental figure and friend Jessica could rely on. He fed her, played with her, talked to her. Jessica loved him dearly, and was always by his side.
However, James was in with a bad crowd, or rather— the circus. She was curious as to where he was going every night, so Jessica followed him silently through the dark streets. She hid behind a building and watched in frightened awe as he and a couple of people she hadn’t recognized defeated this monstrous figure, a daemon. But, this one was special, where there were two who fought together. The second daemon has clutched the girl and held her hostage, James going into a panic. With his erratic moves he had saved his sister and vanquished the demon, but he had faced death. Jessica was of course hysterical. It was her fault. She couldn’t lose him. She couldn’t!
The young girl returned with the other two members to the circus, and made a deal with the ring leader to bring back her brother’s soul. For as long as she held the contract and stayed alive, James would live happily and without memory of his days in the circus. The only catch was he would not remember Jessica either.

~Why would she join?~
Jezza joined the circus in order to revive her late brother, James. She devoted her soul to the circus just so he could live, even if he didn’t even know who she was anymore.

~A Connection~
James used to be one of the main leaders of the hunts when he was a part of the circus, and was a well respected member. Everyone knew him. Because she had taken his place, Jessica is now one of the top hunters in the circus. She knew that this was something her brother cared about, so now she does her best to fight in his stead.

~The Audition~
The tent was warm and cramped as you wade your way inside through the throng of people attempting to get a better look at the two figures in the center of the stage. Unlike the other tents, this one was not so happy go lucky. There was a stiff, suffocating tense feeling that hung low in the air. People were nervous, nipping their nails and holding their breaths.
You have to squint in the dim lighting to see exactly what was stirring such strange emotions among the circus goers. In the ring was a girl, slender and of no great stature wrapped up in red, white and gold. She was fairly pretty, but her face was blunt and almost harsh. The second in the ring was something much more frightening. It was the largest lion you had ever seen, so large it towered above the girl only a few feet away. It’s mane was golden and long, and it’s fangs were critically sharp.
A sick feeling wells in you heart as you clench your fists in anticipation, licking your lips with worry. The only one who didn’t appear frightened was the blonde girl who stood beside the beast itself.
Slowly, the girl raised her arm, you noticing the long white whip that it held. ”Yah!” The whip cracked down and everyone simultaneously gasped as flame bursted off the sandy ground, the lion leaping to the side with its powerful muscles. ”Hyah!” The whip cracked down again, the lion leaping over the girl to the other side of her, gradually circling her with low growls.
Rings dropped from above and sprouted from the ground out of seemingly no where. The tamer took the whip’s rope and tugged tight, before slashing it back out at a ring by the lion. Right on cue the lion bounded through the now flaming circle, majestically landing before leaping again as the whip cracked another, and another. Soon every ring was crackling with bright flames, illuminating the entire tent and making sweat drip off the viewers faces.
The rings fell from the top into a line on the floor, the tamer readying herself. With a snap of the whip, the giant lion bowed to her as she climbed upon its broad back, leaning down low against the soft golden fur. The lion crouched down before the row of flaming rings. The tamer and the lion almost looked like the same person for a moment, eyes piercing with determination, bodies rigid. Then, like a flash and with a loud shouting cue from the girl, the lion sprang into the flaming rings accompanied by a choir of shouts and cries from the worried audience. The two seemed to fly through the tight space, and landed gently on the other side of the rings. Neither had a single scratch upon them.
Both the lion and the tamer gave a beautiful and elegant bow, the crowd whooping and clapping in amazement. The tamer stood straight, and for the first time the entire evening flashed a gentle smile to the admirers. ”Thank you... and please come again.”

@Aleranicus That took way longer than it should have, but it’s done. ^_^

[FancyHats]

@Aleranicus, second pass completed. :D

Toby

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Toby

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring.
— J. R. R. Tolkien

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A True Name

Theresa Howell

A Stage Name

The Brilliant Blue Blaze

The Date One Joined the Circus

1837

Act

Toby is an accomplished fire performer and regales the crowds that make their way to the circus with breathtaking displays involving the manipulation of fire. Chiefly, her acts center on object manipulation, using props designed to be lit on fire. She has also taken time to master the so-called 'fakir' skills; fire breathing, fire eating, and body burning.

Mystical Power

As part of her contract with the Ringmaster, Toby has been gifted with the ability to create and control fire. An unexpected boon of this is that she is also impervious to fire, the same, however, cannot be said for her clothing.

Compulsion

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Raymond."

"Listen, girl, we don't have time for this."

"I know, I know, but I can't.

"What!? Why not!? Have some sense! If we stay here we are all going to die!"

"Raymond," Toby said, anger heavy in her voice, "You know there is a price for our contracts. I won't say it again, I can't and I won't leave innocent people to die."

Realization seemed to dawn on Raymond and he shrugged, "I see, well then...let's go Perigot."

"Ah, I think I shall stay, Monsieur Raymond. It would be a shame to miss the finale of what has been such an interesting act, no?"

"Look, Perigot, there's no sense throwing our lives away for some nameless villagers, we have more important battles to fight."

"All the same," Perigot replied drawing the sword hidden within his cane and grinning in Toby's direction, "I believe Madame Toby is correct in this matter."

Raymond cursed loudly, shaking his head, but drawing the heavy revolver he carried from within his greatcoat. He pointed an accusatory finger at the fire dancer, "You're going to get us killed, killed for absolutely nothing, I hope you know that, Toby."

"Better to go out in a blaze of glory, than live a long life as a coward, Raymond," Toby retorted with a laugh as the flames began to envelope her hands. "Besides, what did you think, that we'd all get to retire one day?"

The Price of Power

"Didn't sleep, Madame Toby?" Perigot asked, eying the tired looking women that stumbled past him with a cup of tea in her hands and a thin blanket wrapped around her shoulders.

"No."

"The same dream?"

Toby smiled weakly, running a hand wearily through her long hair, "Yes."

Pirgot nodded, frowning, and pausing to stroke his sizable but well-kept mustache, "Tell me about it, once more, if you don't mind that is."

Toby sighed, but sat down next to him, taking a sip from the cup of warm tea in her hands. "I dreamt of fire, a world full of fire...it was so beautiful Perigot...a brilliant blue...pure and untouched by the darkness."

The frown on Perigot's face deepened and he turned to look at the young woman, who's eyes seemed lost on the horizon.

"I could hear it, Perigot, speaking to me...the fire...it was alive. It whispered secrets to me...it told me so many things... it begged... it pleaded with me to release it from the prison that held it. It offered me...it offered me..."

The woman stopped speaking, alarming Perigot, but he touched her hand gently with his own and urged her to continue. "What did it offer you, Toby?

"Power," she replied, letting her shoulders sag, and staring into the cup of tea. "It offered me power, if only I would set it free, power to end this game once and for all."

"Have you told the Ringmaster about your dreams?"

"No."

"I see," Perigot replied once more running a hand over his mustache, there was no judgement in his voice, but for the first time in many years, he felt a pang of fear course through his body.

Why One Joined the Circus.

"Why did you join this circus, Toby?" Chloe asked, shivering from the cold despite the thick winter jacket that she wore.

"I was cold and I needed some warmth in my life," Toby replied, summoning a small flame that danced in the palm of her hand before fading into the darkness of the night.

"Oh, come on, Toby, tell me...I promise, I won't tell the others. It'll be our secret!"

The laughter that followed filled Chloe with a sudden warmth and for a moment she almost forgot they were trudging through a forest in the middle of a blizzard. Not that one could tell by looking at the Toby, she still hadn't put on so much as a sweater, and her skirt was far too short for a cold winter night.

"I suppose this once, I'll make an exception, just for you, Chloe," Toby finally replied, with a mischievous wink.

"Yay! So how'd you end up here!?"

"I found him, the Ringmaster that is, I sought him out, he had something I needed."

"What? Money? Power? Beauty!?" the young girl asked, excitedly rattling off a long list of potential boons.

Toby laughed again, patting Chloe affectionately on the head, "No, nothing so vulgar or vain."

"Then what did he give you?"

"Answers, Chloe, he gave me answers."

A Biography

"What do you know about her, Perigot?"

"Why, my dear Allan, whomever do you mean?"

"Toby."

"Ah, Madame Toby, but of course. You've taken a liking to her haven't you, you rascal? I can see the fire in your eyes! Passion can a dangerous thing, Allan."

"N-no...I-I was just curious! Why do you always have to be so difficult Perigot? Just tell me what you know, please?"

"Not much more than you, my friend," Perigot replied with a small chuckle. "You know how she is. She cultivates an air of mystery about her person, as your Dickens would say. She tells a different story every time she is asked about her past."

"Yes, but surely you've heard something, Perigot...you've been here almost as long as she has, haven't you?"

"Oui, I have, but that only means I've heard more of her stories than you have, Allan."

"Sure, but-"

"Ah, Allan, brave, foolish Allan," Perigot began, wrapping an arm gently around the youth's shoulder. "A word of advice to you, my young friend, drop the matter before you are burned."

A Connection

"What do you make of the new girl, Toby?

"You mean Jessica?"

"Oui, I think that was her name...I believe she is the new lion tamer?"

"Yes, she's pretty good too!" Toby said with a quick smile. "I don't know, she seems nice enough, Perigot. She's troubled by her past, no doubt, but aren't we all?"

Perigot laughed, "Assuredly."

"Besides, she's gone through a lot, losing a brother is not an easy thing, especially not at that age."

"Ah, yes, James. He was a good man, a good friend, and a most excellent hunter."

"I hope he's doing well now..."

The Audition

Monsieur Auguste Perigot was impressed, very impressed. Not for the same reason as the villagers that surrounded him, of course not, but nonetheless he was feeling positively inspired.

Indeed, he had taken the liberty of examining the props that the woman was using before the show had started and he had not detected the presence of any chemicals that could act as accelerating agents.

He was curious as to how she had done it. Managing to light a bonfire without so much as a piece of tinder was no small feet. A slight of hand seemed the most likely explanation, but Perigot secretly hoped for a more fascinating explanation.

Caught in his thoughts, Perigot almost missed the young woman softly, almost lovingly, retrieving an ember from the heart of the burgeoning blaze. He marveled at her self-control, even with the proper protective salves, which he assumed she must have applied to her skin, it would have been a most painful action. She let the ember roll slowly over her arms and across her shoulders as she danced gracefully across the open space in the center of the circus ring. Finally, bending her neck and rolling her head slowly, she let the ember dance through her hair, before snuffing it out with a quick touch of her hand.

With a playful bow, she turned to face the audience, approaching the fire in the center of the ring as if approaching a dance partner, bowing low, before jumping into the flame without so much as a moment of hesitation.

Shouts of surprise and horror filled the circus tent as the woman vanished into the fearsome inferno that seemed to be reaching for the very ceiling.

"Ladies and gentleman! Fear not! All is going according to plan!" the ringmaster calmly said and it was only his powerful voice that that kept the panicking audience in their seats.

Minutes, long minutes passed before the woman emerged from the brilliant blaze. Unscathed and untouched by the fire, she was merely covered in a bit of ash. However, Perigot could not help but notice that she was distinctly unclothed. The elegant dress she had worn had fared far worse and appeared to be the sole victim of the fire.

Smiling broadly to the still shocked audience the woman bowed as a stagehand came dashing out with a cloak that he wrapped around her, restoring some sense of modesty to the performer. A gasp of collective wonder escaped from the crowd, followed by loud cheers, then applause, and even Perigot could not help but be amazed at what he had just witnessed.

Leaving his seat, Perigot idly wondered how he could convince the performer to tell him the nature of her act.

He had to know...

[Tenslashsix]

Alright added my Audition draft. Almost complete CS. Probably finalize by tomorrow.